Grace for the busy, bumped and broken…..

It’s been a bumpy,  broken-toe ride these weeks and I’ve wiped out in the dark waves as much as I’ve ridden tall during this busy, busy, busy season for our little mom and pop business. We let it outgrow us this year and then lost some really stellar help so this mom is having to…

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The story of “they”……

My childhood ended the night my water broke on a cold hospital floor. Mortified, I quickly apologized to the nurse who walked in and questioned,   eyes still on her chart, “You’re still giving this baby up?” It was brisk business. “Yes,”  the word comes from the far back of my throat and I’m embarassed by the…

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Listen how they shine…..

Hey, tenderheart. I noticed you there and felt it to pass you this note. If it fits,  feel free to wear it;  if not,  toss and hear how beautiful I think you are:) You know that little breath you hold? The one you kind of save back for when you’ll finally feel permission to relax into your place at the…

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Healing in harsh places……

I’ve been living into some larger parts, spreading wings in gimpy places and letting raw things speak until old shame bleeds through. It’s a shiver to stand in the open like that, leaning brave into the hope that gentle ears will hear it true and hold it tender while the knife slices clean. Healing often happens in such ways. But…

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In shadow and glare…..

It’s planting time and I’m down in the dirt on my knees a lot so I thought I’d scatter some seeds and pour some water on our maybe parched places because the harsh glare of living dries us quick and we sometimes need a little soak. ~You are mighty,   even where you’re weak. Especially where you’re…

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